what-a-daringdream:

pet-monster-furfur:

How Calgarian Mayor Naheed Nenshi handles hate

This is amazing XD

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Reblogged from this is your heart
thiscorpsofbrothers:

jasbeaw:

What do you mean, vet’s office? YOU SAID WE WERE GOING TO THE PHILHARMONIC!

i’ve reblogged this at least seven times and i don’t regret any of them

thiscorpsofbrothers:

jasbeaw:

What do you mean, vet’s office? YOU SAID WE WERE GOING TO THE PHILHARMONIC!

i’ve reblogged this at least seven times and i don’t regret any of them

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videohall:

artist animates over real life with sharpies, whiteout, & cels

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Salar de Uyuni, Bolivia by night

"When the night comes, the starry sky reflects on its surface like in a mirror, and you have the feeling of being in space."

drowningxlessons:

livers:

GIRLS AGAINST CAT CALLING 2014

this is tight

drowningxlessons:

livers:

GIRLS AGAINST CAT CALLING 2014

this is tight

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ppaction:

Love this — because #YesAllWomen are hurt by sexism and misogyny, but #AllMenCan be part of the solution. 

(via PolicyMic)

Reblogged from Over The Rhone
Reblogged from Over The Rhone

Canal tour Copenhagen.

Yesterday was pretty much perfect. I woke up early and finished my essay, took the regional train into Copenhagen with my friend Lizzy, turned in my massive stack of textbooks, got Baresso GeLatte shakes and went to Fredensborg Slot. Then we said our goodbyes to Dan, Ainsley, Catherine, Jess and Amanda. Lizzy and I took the train back up North and we talked about how much we will miss Copenhagen. We tried multiple times to record the train stop announcement for Nivå because the way the guy says it is so hilarious. “Næste station, Niiiivå.” Then I sadly said my goodbye to Lizzy.

I biked home from the station to get ready for a night out. I ended up meeting my friends Matt and Theresa from my core course and we walked for like 35 minutes to this bar called Mikkeller. It had amazing beers with great names. I got one called Loverbeer and it tasted like wild, fruity beer. The second kind I got was the best though. It was the Mikkeller IIPA and it tasted like peaches! We hung there for a few hours and then bussed to Nørreport. I took the train home for the last time and biked back to the house for the last time.

When I got home, Berta (host sister) and her best friend Clara were having a fire and drinking beer. I joined them and we made Danish toast on the grill and told stories and laughed all night. Berta played guitar and sang me a song in Danish then hilariously tried to translate it to English. It was a song about renting a place in Hawaii, funnily enough. Before I knew it, it was 3:00 in the morning. I stumbled up to bed and slept soundly.

And now here I am. My last full day in Copenhagen. I’m going to enjoy every minute of it.